I finally followed through on my promise to review the Keepers Stout! God knows it took me long enough.
The Lighthouse Keepers Stout was first brought to my attention by my friend Jesse, who once asked me to review it. That was ages ago, well before my first failed attempt to do so. This fine beer is an Irish style stout, brewed to honour the brave men and women who have served (and in rare cases still serve) as lighthouse keepers along the stormy coasts of British Columbia.
Recently Beer Me BC, a website dedicated to all things BC Beer, released a list of the top 10 BC Craft Beers reviewed on Beer Me BC.
This inspired me to make my own list. My list contains nine beers that I have reviewed in blog posts, and one beer that I have recently reviewed, but not yet shared my review of. Bear in mind that this list only contains beers that I have reviewed, and it will certainly change over time. When two or more beers earned the same rating, I have sorted them alphabetically.
1. Crannóg Backhand of God Stout 5/5
This superbly balanced stout has loads of coffee, dark chocolate, and soda water flavours. It is only available on draught at a select few locations in BC, and in growlers from the brewery in Sorrento (party pigs having been recently discontinued).
I recently went on a pub crawl with my friend Scott. At our first stop, Bart’s, we enjoyed pints of the Lighthouse Keepers Stout. Long ago I made a promise to review this beer. So I did. But the pour seemed poor to me, with a dearth of head, and my tasting notes were not satisfactory. So you won’t find any Keepers Stout tasting notes in this blog post. What you will find is a review for Hoyne’s Helios, so read on.
This year on Valentine’s Day, my friend Ian and I spent the evening watching the ICC Cricket World Cup, drinking caesars, and generally grumbling about our lives. You see, there were girls that we wanted to meet, but could not, and contacting them was a rather delicate situation. Let them know via handheld telegram (text message) that we were thinking of them on such a commercialized holiday and risk seeming unoriginal and more attached than one should be at our respective stages, or ignore them at our own peril? So we decided to do what many men in need of self medicating and a change of disposition should do: head downtown for a change of scenery and a pint in an attempt to leave behind our depressing states of mind. Hopping on the bus, we set our sights on James Bay’s own Bent Mast.
Things were already pretty blurry when we arrived: was it the caesars or the tears?